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Modern weapons are both powerful and vulnerable to powerful warriors. The fact that the power of destruction is being manipulated by weak people is in itself an imbalance.

And the so-called missiles and nuclear weapons, with the ability of ancient legends, it is naturally not difficult to get their hands on them. But he won't use it when he gets it, and it's no different from scrap metal when he comes.

So Gu Chuanxia and Zhou Botong emptied all the fireworks storage in a country, until Gu Chuanxia gave a signal, Zhou Botong lit all the fireworks.

With such a huge amount of gunpowder ignited together, the power of the explosion was still earth-shattering, almost enough to destroy everything.

The huge fireworks and the terrifying dream power exploded at the same time, and the dragon stepped on the colorful colors and slammed into Menghua's chest.

The sharp dragon horns pierced him directly into the chest.

Click!

The white Buddha is like a broken mirror, turning into a spot of light under the collision of the dragon and disappearing into the undulating sea.

The glass-colored sword light, mixed with fireworks, pierced the sky.

The starlight penetrated, and the scene of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect depicted was shattered and collapsed in an instant.

"Let's just take action, don't hesitate any longer! Otherwise, let go of this fang, and there will be endless troubles in the future. "Monk Menghua was hit by the dragon and swept directly into the deep sea, shouting loudly before he submerged into the sea.

"Master of Bitter Silence!

A huge bronze ancient bell appeared in the hand of the green Buddha. As soon as the bell rings, the ancient meaning is high.

"The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping. Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. ”

"If you think this bell is famous, Hanshan Bell! cleanse the soul and suppress killing thoughts. But it is similar to Shaolin's compassionate knife technique, but it is more powerful, and it can affect life-breaking. ”

"I just want to use it to eliminate my killing intent, blur my fighting spirit, and take advantage of the opportunity to act, but I look down on my ancient legend too much!"

At this time, the fireworks have been cold, the glow of the sky has dissipated, and the city of Xiangjiang, which is hundreds of miles away, has gradually cooled down from the grand carnival, even if it is still brightly lit, it will inevitably be a little cold.

Speechless in the middle of the night, the most in a dream.

The light of dreams flickered around the ancient legend, and at this moment, everyone seemed to see the rainbow bridge, saw the flying immortals, and saw all kinds of scenes that can only be seen in dreams.

The next moment, thousands of horses galloped on the rainbow bridge, and the flying immortals were all killed on their faces.

In the eyes of many monks, Gu Chuanxia actually disappeared.

He blended into the thousands of troops and horses, and into the camp of the flying immortals. Each of them is like a living person, controlling martial arts, swaying true qi, and crushing them.

The ancient legend of the heroes formed an army and a battle, but it made many Buddhist masters frightened.

Master Ku Lonely held the Hanshan Bell in his hand, and his palm kept beating on the bronze bell, exuding a mighty sound of meditation.

However, this voice was guided by the ancient legend with a rainbow bridge and turned into the dreams of millions of people, so that those people underwent a washing of the Buddha's sound in their dreams and got rid of the burden on their souls.

There are also three life-breaking monks, one swings a knife, two swings a fist, attacking from the left and right, the front and back, the true qi is full and condensed.

Gu Chuanxia held a sword in one hand, his gaze was firm, and his color flashed dreamily.

With a swing of the sword, everyone only felt that the whole world was roaring, and for a moment they seemed to hear the sound of the world shattering.

This is not an illusion.

The ancient legend really cut off the barrier between dream and reality with a sword.

More and more abundant dream power poured into reality, and the monsters born of human fear in the illusion began to appear in reality, unscrupulously volatilizing their power and sweeping in all directions.

Monsters, Godzilla, aliens, zombies, and everything else that would be terrifying turned from a dream into reality at this moment. Dreams are not only beautiful in themselves, they also have a terrifying side.

It's just that the ancient legends in the past have depicted and outlined it so beautifully that people almost forget its horror.

This world lacks aura, but the spiritual and material life is extremely rich, and people's imagination is also endless, so there are many terrifying monsters that will appear in dreams, and each has different abilities.

The army of these monsters continued to impact the Buddhist camp, and a powerful battle conflict broke out between the two sides.

And the ancient legend had already flown in front of the bitter silence master.

The Hanshan Bell did have an impact on the ancient legends. It is precisely because of this influence that the ancient legend has to use the things that many people fear in their dreams to transform them into killing methods, rather than direct attacks.

Gu Chuanxia slapped it with a palm.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth froze, and everything withered.

Master Ku Lone's face changed, and he felt that his true qi was beginning to be frozen.

This extreme cold has gone beyond the concept of real ice. The ancient legend's road of virtual reality can turn the illusory into reality, and naturally it can also turn reality into the unreal.

He changed the concept of cold, and made cold do what it couldn't have been done in the unreal.

Freezing true qi, this is something that even space-time waves can't do, but Gu Chuanxia did it with the simple and ordinary law of cold.

Taking advantage of the bitter silence to stiffen his body, Gu Chuanxia snatched the Hanshan Bell in his hand and put this bell into the Mountain and Sea Sword Realm.

Then he slapped a hard palm on the heart of the Master of Bitterness.

At the most critical moment, Master Ku Silent chanted a 'Om', and his heart vibrated so strongly that it was like a punch blasting out, colliding with Gu Chuanxia's palm.

The next moment, he vomited blood and retreated, but he avoided being broken by Gu Chuanxia's palm and died directly.

Gu Chuanxia didn't stop, his body turned around and stabbed his backhand with a backhand.

This sword was transformed into thousands of swords in the middle of the way, each sword has a different direction, and each sword contains a different sword intent, as if everything in the world is everything.

The golden Buddha's Dharma body was shattered under this sword, and an old monk with a white beard could only cover his broken arm and run frantically, fearing that Gu Chuanxia would chase after him and cut it off with a sword.

The overbearing knife intent struck, this knife was full of ruthlessness and cruelty, and it was a knife to kill the enemy, which was particularly rare in Buddhist martial arts.

"Ananda broke the vows, just for love. You only have killing intent with this knife, but you have no nostalgia for the love of the world, you just enter the demon and do not become a Buddha. Are you looking down on me with such a sword technique?"

As soon as he stared, there was infinite dark power spreading.

The dazzling sword light directly shattered, and as far as the eye could see, the whole body of the great monk of the life-breaking realm cracked inch by inch, as if thousands of swords had been cut by someone.

"Senior brother!" The monk Menghua, who grabbed the dragon with one hand, but the flesh and blood of the other hand were blurred, and the monk Menghua, who flew up from the bottom of the sea, saw this scene and immediately cried out in grief.

"Gu Chuanxia, I want your life!" Menghua monk was angry and sad, not only because his junior brother who grew up together was killed by Gu Chuanxia, but also because he lost a hardcore supporter in the Shaolin Temple.

(To be continued.) )